The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension

Zhao Zhitong and Wei Shulan were two little sisters together, Zhao Zhitong was in charge of questioning, and Wei Shulan was in charge of recording.

Because Wei Shulan's font is smaller than Zhao Zhitong's, Qiao Muchen called it the name, and the small characters can save paper, which killed Zhao Zhitong's eagerness to record.

Zhao Zhitong took Wei Shulan's little hand and ran towards the farmers together.

Seeing that Zhao Zhitong would not be persuaded, Zhao Cheng had no choice but to follow behind Zhao Zhitong.

At first, the working farmers didn't pay much attention to these children, and they were impatient to let them play elsewhere and not disturb their work.

However, Zhao Zhitong has a sweet mouth and a cute face. With her perseverance, one or two farmers talked to them a few words.

"Where did you little dolls come from? What are you doing here?"

Zhao Zhitong replied in a childish voice: "Uncle, we are from a nearby village, and we ran out to play."

Then he looked around and asked curiously, "Uncle, how much do you earn a day for working here?"

At this moment, when the other farmers heard this, they said, "What kind of wages do you have? It would be nice if you can get two full meals a day."

The farmer who was the first to talk to Zhao Zhitong quickly stopped those people: "Shhh, you don't want to die, what are you talking about here?"

Those farmers might want to vent their dissatisfaction, and when they saw that the supervisor was not in their area at this moment, they complained dissatisfiedly: "I'm not talking nonsense, even if we go to the dock to work as porters, there will be ten people a day." I get a few pennies of wages, but here, I work hard and have nothing."

Zhao Zhitong and Wei Shulan were very surprised. Zhao Zhitong felt that he couldn't understand it, so he asked suspiciously: "Why? Aren't you working for the Qin family? Isn't it only natural to get paid for your work?"

Those farmers felt that they were indeed a group of children with simple ideas.

The few farmers who complained may have been really suffocated, and they didn't care if they were just children, so they poured out bitter water: "We are from the Qin family's Zhuangzi, and this new land has been included in our Zhuangzi. Yes, our Zhuangzi's steward is not a thing, he treats us harshly on weekdays, don't think about getting paid for working..."

Zhao Zhitong's eyes were round and round, unbelievable: "Then why don't you leave Zhuangzi, they are so bad?"

The farmer smiled wryly: "Leave? We mud-legged peasants have no land, so we can only wait to die of starvation if we leave Zhuangzi."

The farmer was full of bitterness, Zhao Chenggong held an inkstone and squatted beside the two of them, and Wei Shulan wrote vigorously.

At this time, those farmers who had poured out the bitter water noticed the pens, inks, papers and inkstones in their hands, and they were shocked immediately. Farmers are most in awe of scholars: "You... what are you doing..."

Zhao Zhitong patted his chest, his small face full of indignation: "We will write down all the evil things done by the villain Qin, and hand them over to the judge, and let the judge punish the villain. At that time, your fields will be returned!"

The farmers were all pleasantly surprised. They had never read a book and had little knowledge. Most of them didn’t know it.

At this time, when they heard that the judge could defeat the Qin landlord and return their fertile land, they seemed to have really seen hope, and they were all excited.

Even the few farmers who were a little further away couldn't help but put down their work and surrounded them, wanting to tell Zhao Zhitong and the others about the injustice that happened to them.

However, they had only said a few words when the servant who oversaw the work suddenly came back.

He found that these children not only didn't leave, but even ran inside to play. The farmers stopped working and talked around a few children.

So, Dang even whipped his whip and came over yelling: "What are you doing? You're lazy, aren't you! This morning, the land hasn't been sorted out, so don't even think about lunch!"

After finishing speaking, he threw a whip on the farmer, and the farmer dog who hit him hugged his body and dared not make a sound.

Then the servant looked at Zhao Zhitong and the others, and said viciously, "Hey! Whose children are you from!"

When he was talking, the whip in his hand rattled, Zhao Zhitong and the others were frightened, and the farmer who spoke to Zhao Zhitong first told them to leave here quickly.

Zhao Zhitong and the others also came to their senses in an instant, yelled, turned around and ran outside, yelling.

Zhao Cheng and Zhao Yu held the inkstone, and when they ran, the ink splashed all over their bodies, but they didn't care about it, so they just poured the ink on the ground, freed up their hands, dragged a few little dolls, and ran outside go.

After all, there were only a few children, and the servants didn't think they could do anything, so they yelled at them a few times, seeing that the children were scared away, they didn't chase after them.

However, Zhao Zhitong and the others were frightened by the brushing of the whip, feeling like a wolf was chasing after them, and ran outside without stopping, yelling.

Zhao Cheng was afraid that Zhao Zhitong would fall, but he also had to take care of other children not to fall, so he was so worried.

After they rushed up the main road in a swarm, the little ones were relieved to find that there was no servant chasing after them.

The little guys were all out of breath, they didn't care about anything, and just sat down on the ground.

It was the first time to do such a thrilling and exciting thing, and after escaping, there was a sense of gratitude for surviving after the catastrophe. After a few little guys looked at each other, they burst out laughing.

But at this moment, there was a sound of wheels and horseshoes, and then, two carriages were seen, one behind the other, slowly approaching from not far away.

The little guys hurriedly got up from the ground and stood in a row by the side of the road, obediently waiting for the carriage to pass by them.

The carriage at the front was low-key and luxurious, and the children couldn't tell what their identities were, they just thought that the horses pulling the carriage looked so majestic.

The little guys were all attracted by the steed, and stared at the big maroon horse that was treading over.

However, just as the carriage passed by them, it stopped suddenly. Immediately afterwards, the curtains of the carriage were raised, and a middle-aged man's face appeared in the window of the carriage.

Asked: "Which one is the girl from the Zhao family?"

After the man's voice sounded, a person came down from the carriage behind, and that person was none other than Wang Fuhai, the shopkeeper of Guangjuxuan.

Wang Fuhai came in front of Zhao Zhitong, smiled and said to the man in the car: "Master, this is the little girl, a little girl from the Zhao family."

Zhao Zhitong was very surprised, his eyes widened, and he shouted in surprise: "Uncle Wang! Why are you here!"

Wang Fuhai smiled and said: "Little girl, this is my master, the head of the Feng family. We are going to visit your house."

Zhao Zhitong looked at the middle-aged man at the window of the car again, and saw that he looked older than her father, with a long beard on his chin and a smile in his eyes when he looked at her. It is not muddy, but reveals a sharpness, as well as the unique shrewdness of a businessman.